Olivia's P.O.V
I look at Amanda as I get into her car. She's pale. I lean over and touch her forehead. My brows furrow in confusion. She's not running a temperature. "Amanda, what's wrong?" I ask. My voice is full of concern. She doesn't say anything just hands me a familiar piece of paper.
I read the paper. "He put a restraining order on you?" I growl. I'm angry. Amanda snaps out of her reverie as I throw the paper onto the floor. She sighs, and pinches her nose. "Yeah."
I grab her hand by her fingers and bring it to my cheek. She rests her palm against my cheek and gives me a small smile. I give her a small a smile back. She doesn't say anything as she pulls away from me and starts the car.
I turn away and look out the window. The city passes my eye sight as we drive to a small café. Amanda parks the car a block away from it and gets out. I get out of the car and wait for her on the sidewalk. She walks over to me I give a smile. She holds out her hand. I take it in mine, comforted with knowing that she's right next to me.
"Liv." Amanda says. I snap my eyes up to look at her. "Yeah?" I ask. "What do you want?" she asks. "Coffee, and a bagel." I reply. She nods and orders for the both of us. A waitress walks over and gives us the bill. I grab it before Amanda can even reach for it. "I'm paying. Since you are letting me stay at your place, I am going to pay for the bill." I tell her. She nods, not saying anything.
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So sorry about that... I guess I forgot to count the author's note on the amount of parts!! Thanks dramawitsvu17 for catching my mistake!
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FanfictionOlivia Benson. An NYPD detective in the Special Victims Unit. Known for putting away rapists and murderers. What happens when something dreadful happens to her? Will her squad be there for her? Will she overcome it? Or will she throw away her life...
